Chapter 789: One hundred thousand copies of this issue of "Chang'an Collected Works" have been printed (please subscribe and vote)
King Li Tai of Wei looked at Minister Zheng who was chatting in front of him, and had to admit that what the elder of the Zheng family in Xingyang said was indeed true.
If Cheng Sanlang's newspaper is from the lower reaches of the country, then the "Chang'an Collected Works" he published is definitely an excellent masterpiece at the level of Yangchun Baixue.
Perhaps it is precisely because of Yangchun Baixue's high level of sophistication that those who understand him need higher literary skills and attainments.
Therefore, the difficulty of reading is naturally far greater than the straightforward and colloquial writing style of "Chang'an Xun Bao".
"But, Your Highness, don't you think that those who purchased the "Chang'an Collected Works" are all from me who studied and planted books in the Tang Dynasty, or are talented people who have learned a lot?"
"When our "Chang'an Collected Works" was first founded, our purpose was not just to compete with "Chang'an Xun Bao"."
"It's also to let the world's readers know about your heart, Your Highness, King Wei.
In order to let the literati of the Tang Dynasty understand the painstaking efforts of those well-educated scholars and scholars in writing books."
King Li Tai of Wei finally relaxed his frown, stood up and saluted Minister Zheng.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Zheng, for your advice. If it weren't for Mr. Zheng, I would have almost forgotten my original intention of creating this publication."
"Don't worry, Mr. Zheng. I already understand what I should do. This time, please ask Mr. Zheng to speed up the printing."
"Try to print it out before the end of this month, and don't miss the release date."
"In addition, I will personally visit those learned people and scholars, hoping that they can continue to produce articles."
"If His Highness can think so, it is definitely a blessing for scholars in the world. Your Highness can rest assured.
I will discuss with some colleagues to see if we can send this "Chang'an Collected Works" to Luoyang, Jinyang, and even other places in the south of the Yangtze River for sale."
"Lest these markets be completely occupied by Cheng Sanlang's "Chang'an Xunbao" and things continue like this.
People in the world may only know the "Chang'an Xunbao" but not the "Chang'an Collected Works" which is full of masterpieces."
King Li Tai of Wei, who liked courteous corporals and liked to deal with these elegant and well-mannered aristocratic families, personally sent Zheng Shilang to his seat in the atrium.
Then he watched the other party walk away quickly. At this moment, King Li Tai of Wei lost his worries and was once again full of passion.
That's right, I wrote the "Chang'an Collected Works" for the purpose of allowing the world's most learned men and scholars to focus on me.
As for those businessmen, let him, Cheng Chubi, fiddle around. After all, only high-end talented people have the right to speak in this world.
At least in this direction, he, Li Tai, has a common language with those aristocratic families.
King Li Tai of Wei, who had a clear idea, turned around and gave instructions to Eunuch Li, the steward.
"One hundred thousand copies of this issue of "Chang'an Collected Works" will be printed."
Eunuch Li, the housekeeper, looked at the suddenly very energetic King Li Tai with a confused look on his face.
"But Your Highness, if one issue costs 100,000 copies, then we will suffer a huge loss..."
"A few things from Adu can bring the world's talents back to their homes. How can I refuse?"
King Li Tai of Wei turned his head and said dissatisfiedly to the steward, Eunuch Li.
"Why, do you still need me to explain such a trivial matter a second time?"
"My slave, I obey..." What else could the butler Eunuch Li say? He could only lower his head, respectfully agree, and then hurried away.
But in my heart, I kept thinking about how long the money in the house could sustain such consumption regardless of the cost...
One hundred thousand copies, that's four thousand strings, even though only two copies of "Chang'an Collected Works" can be produced a month.
In that month, 8,000 guans were wasted, and after one year... tsk tsk...
Come on, it's all His Highness's money anyway, how can I still make the decision for His Highness?
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On the way back to Chang'an City, I was bragging and spanking with the two princes as I moved forward.
Both Li Ke and Li Chengqian were a little absent-minded, and from time to time their eyes fell on the bullock cart not far behind.
The small box on the oxcart was filled with the handwritings of Yan Lide, a famous artist from the early Tang Dynasty.
Li Ke, who was so greedy that his saliva almost dripped out, finally couldn't bear it anymore and hinted at Cheng Chubi.
"Brother Chu Bi, I think it would be unreasonable for you to collect so many by yourself."
Cheng Chubi rolled his eyes unhappily and was about to retort when he suddenly thought of a question.
That Yan Lide was openly robbed by me, well... I was reasonable and took away the box of drawings.
I'm afraid Artist Yan will definitely be unwilling to do so. After all, he had previously wanted to kill three people with two peaches.
He provoked the stronger relationship between himself and the two princes, but fortunately he had a quick mind and woke up immediately.
If the plan fails, Master Yan will become angry and angry, and he may have another trick.
In order to avoid future troubles, Cheng Chubi turned his attention to the two good brothers.
"Why, I said, dear brother, are you also interested in this?"
When Li Ke heard this, he nodded frantically.
"That's necessary, isn't it? Brother, throughout the Tang Dynasty, who doesn't know that the two Yan brothers have extraordinary attainments in calligraphy and painting."
"Their masterpieces, even the manuscripts they discarded like tumbleweeds, are still rare treasures in our eyes."
Although Li Chengqian was not as exposed as Li Ke, his eyes were full of envy.
"This is true. I have heard private discussions among the officials of the East Palace before, saying that someone spent a lot of money to buy off the servants of the Yan brothers."
"Let them try to steal the paintings or calligraphy that Brother Yan has discarded before they can be destroyed.
Even if it is a game work with only a few strokes, they are willing to spend dozens or even hundreds of dollars to buy it back and frame it carefully."
When Cheng Chubi saw the expressions of these two men, he laughed and stopped his horse.
"Since your highness and my dear brother like you very much, then I, Mr. Cheng, am not a stingy person."
"Brother Chu Bi, do you really want to give it to me?" Li Chengqian's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stopped his horse.
"This is natural, we are friends." Cheng Chubi smiled heartily, turned over and jumped off the horse.
Arriving at the bullock cart that was politely "borrowed" from the steward of Huangzhuang, he unscrewed the lock and opened the lid.
Revealing that there were at least dozens of drawings inside, Cheng Chubi ignored His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Li Ke who were surrounding them.
Instead, he copied them one by one and looked at them carefully. If he liked them, he put them back again.
Nima, I think every one of them is very beautiful and beautiful, and I can’t bear to give them away.
At this time, Li Chengqian was anxious and urged with a black look on his face. "Brother Chu Bi, you promised to give it to our brothers, so you must not make a mistake."
"That's right, a gentleman's words are hard to follow. Brother Chu Bi, you are a real man. You can't break your promise and get fat, right?"
Chapter completed!